Lunch at Lucille's, the local lesbian watering hole.

“I’m game for lunch. You and Amy know what’s around better than I do, I’ll go along with whatever you suggest.” You answer, hoping you don’t come off as indecisive.

"Okay," Ellen says. "We can go to Lucille’s, downtown. I’ve heard it’s supposed to be really good, but I’ve never eaten there. It’s kinda small though, I just feel like trying someplace different. Is that ok with you and Sherah, Amy?"

The duo breaks out laughing, and Ellen’s face reddens, as she puzzles over their response to her suggestion.

“It’s a lesbian place, Elle. I’m not sure what they’d think of your boyfriend here, but I’m willing to go. I’ve been there once.” Sherah laughs again, and gets a gentle elbow in her ribs from Amy, who tries to keep a straight face.

“They’d probably get quite a kick out of seeing a girl like you there Ellen. But don’t worry we’d all protect you.” The redhead says as she walks to the door, Sherah following close behind.

Amy puts a hand up and runs it through her wavy red hair, and she looks back over her shoulder at you and Ellen bringing up the rear.

“You sure you’re ok with this, Ellen? It’s ok if you want to change your mind.” Ellen glances to you, and you shrug your shoulders. “I don’t care. Be an adventure if nothing else.” You say to her.

"Yeah, its fine." Ellen says to the redhead. Sherah blows air between her lips, shakes her head and gives Amy a knowing glance. “It’s cool.” Amy whispers.

As you reach the main floor, and exit out the double doors of the dormatory, Ellen takes your hand in hers and pulls you along in order to catch up to Amy and Sherah. The pair slows, and your note the seductive sway of both of their bodies as they walk. Ellen’s heels click on the sidewalk.

"You know, maybe Sherah was right." Amy says, "Maybe you two would enjoy the movie tonight. It’s really not that bloody or scary, Elle." She laughs, You glance at Sherah's slim golden legs, bare from calf almost to crotch below her cut-offs. Her Doc Martin’s scuff along beside you.

"No thanks!" Ellen says. "I hate horror movies. The last one I went to, I got stomach cramps. What's playing on the other screen?"

"It didn’t say. Just “To Be Announced." The brunette replied.

“I’d be there to protect you, Ellen. And maybe it’s not too gross like Amy said” You say softly into Ellen’s ear.

“I don’t know. Maybe. There's a lot that goes on here on the weekend.” Ellen let go of you hand, and slipped her arm around your waist.

As the four of you leave the campus grounds, and walk down to Main Street, Amy and Ellen point out favorite eateries and watering holes of the student body. Sherah keeps fairly quiet, but occasionally looks at you, as if considering something. After walking several blocks, Amy points to rather non descript corner bar with a purple and black sign over the door with the name Lucille’s in large block print.

Walking inside you have to adjust your eyes to the darkness, and as Amy leads you all to a booth back in the corner, you can see that it looks pretty typical as bars go, a long bar, a small dance floor, and booths along the walls, with a few odd tables on the floor. There doesn’t seem to be many people there, all you can see are a tall, buxom blonde, who looks to be in her mid-thirties behind the bar. She’s talking to a petite twenty-something Asian with long black hair with cobalt blue streaks in it. The two laugh as you walks towards the booths, and as you pass you see that the Asian girl is wearing a white, skin tight t-shirt with the bar's name on the front. It curves over her breasts, and is bookended by her erect nipples. Her jeans are equally tight.

 You also see two other patrons sitting at one of the tables.  Both of them female, dressed in jeans and t-shirts.  And both with their hair up in pony tails Your guessing they must be students, as they have large bookbags on the floor at their feet.  Both of them look in your direction and talk in low tones.  One of them laughs.  Shadows obscure their faces, but you can see that one of the two is wearing eyglasses.

Very soon after you all sit, the Asian girl places glasses of water in front of you, tells you that her name is Krista, and the barbecued chicken sandwich is today’s special. The four of you order drinks and Krista walks over to the bar to get them. Ellen sets close next to you, and reads her menu. Amy looks over her menu at Ellen, trying not to be too obvious, and Sherah drops her menu to the table, and excuses herself, and heads towards the bathroom. Amy removes a sketch book from her bag, and opens it up, trying out quick little ink sketches of you and Ellen.

"Can I see your sketchbook?" you ask Amy.

"Maybe later," she says, as she continues to work.

You make small talk while waiting for Sherah to return, and Ellen explains that since Widley went co-ed there have been about 8 girls to every male at the college. Sometimes she doesn’t even see any guys if she’s not looking. Whispering, she looks conspiratorially at you at Amy, and says that she’s pretty sure there are a significant number of lesbians at the college. Amy snorts and says “Ya, think?”, and gives Ellen a wink. Ellen laughs at her own naivete, and sips her water.
Looking over at the bar, you see that Krista is talking with the blonde bartender. Your drinks sit on her tray. Amy tells you that Sherah is trying to quit her cigarette habit.

"I think she's just embarrassed to smoke around people," Amy says. "She's down to about three a day, but she can't quite quit. I'm bet she's in the can, smoking." Amy excuses herself to go to the bathroom, "I'm going to check on her" She says, heading to the corridor that leads to the rest rooms.

“Amy swings both ways. But, don’t tell her I said that. I really like her. She’s good for me. Pushes me to do things I might not otherwise do.” Ellen’s blue eyes twinkle in the dim light of the bar.

“As long as she doesn’t get you in trouble. At least nothing serious.” You say. “And I won’t say anything. We’ve only just met, and I’d have to say that I like her too.” You continue.

“I really have to pee. And I should see what’s going on.” Ellen says as she gives you a quick peck on the cheek, and walk towards the bathrooms. One of the girls at the table calls “When your all done, why don’t you come and say hi, sweetie!” Ellen either doesn't notice thier calls, or act as though she doesn't.

You look over to Amy's beat-up sketchbook, and then look around the bar. You’re very curious as to what Amy has drawn. Reaching over you lift the cover, and flip the first few pages. You see little but phone numbers, class schedules, and notes about events at Widley. Just as you reach the midway divider, Kristra places the drinks on the table. You close the notebook and lean back into the booth. The girls go to have a little fun?” She asks.

You chuckle and shake your head, and Kristra giggles, and says she’ll come back when the girls return to the table. Then she turns, and walks back to the bar. Her hips sway alluringly.

You look again to the sketchbook and consider. And then slide it to your side of the table. As you do, a door swings open, and a shaft of light brightens the bar, you her unintelligible conversation, and a loud sigh. Then a female form steps out of the dark corridor, and towards the bar. Adjusting your eyes, you see that its…